Break-Up On the Smolenka
BREAK-UP ON THE SMOLENKA
Sun higher, days brighter,
Miracle of the sun god -
Hard hearts melt :
A cold coming but a warm arrival.
Funeral for old ice floes
Moving slowly hesitantly
Nudging each other gently
Like a crowd at a graveside gathering.
Flat geometric white sheets,
Darker, thinner, as death approaches.
Life’s jigsaw undone.
Rigid white bodies shrivel,
Transformed from stillness to moving life.
Cold soul of the ice dies,
Garbage stains disappear;
Baptism of new flows,
River is reborn of water warm.
……………………………………………………………………………………………….
Note
From the bridge over the Smolenka at this time of year you
will see this, as the ice melts.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2015
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